Abhimanyu : Pelakor Rentals
83. Rara's Determination and Decision

Perhaps Banyu's lifetime, this was one of those moments where he was too shocked to be able to respond to anything. The boy was just dumbstruck, blankly staring at his stepmother who had just asked a very dangerous question.

"Your baby will never come home again" said Juwita grimly. "I know. He doesn't need to talk, I know. It's different from the time she went with Sakura."

Abhimanyu's decision this time was probably something he would never cancel, even though Juwita and Rara were prostrating at his feet.

The child is already firmly grasping his own decision and will not turn around again.

"Rara might want to wait for him. That's a stubborn kid, too." Juwita drops herself next to Banyu. At first glance he glanced at the camera of his stepson, where Rose's face looked very beautiful. "If Rara had met Abi before she took care of Rose, she might still be able to. But now it's different. Your brother must take care of the woman, perhaps the only woman, whose life is as small as an ant but one world will move her, only for her to die with Mahardika. In other words your brother should be away from his family, from all of us."

Banyu hardened his jaw.

"Gebatalin Abhimanyu's decision is now also free. That's why .. they better split up."

"Juwita, Rara wants Bang Abi's son not me. Do you think Rara wants to marry me? I don't want to, at all my brother's wife, but if you ask me to marry you."

But Rara obviously doesn't want to, right? Maybe for whatever reason, he won't.

"I ... always wriggled a bad hunch into reality." Juwita massaged her temple tired. "Maybe because I keep thinking?"

"Juwita—"

"Yet." The woman turned her head, looking straight at her stepson's eyes. "It feels the same as the day we nganterin Abi married Sakura. I'm not calm, son."

"...."

Banyu could only shut up. Maybe half of him was afraid that the events of the past would repeat themselves. Banyu too meddles in Abhimanyu's life affairs, although the reason is to care for the family, then finally he (accidentally) trapped a woman in a hellish marriage until the woman committed suicide.

Sakuea.

"At least I'll take care of Rara. Just do it, trust me, Juwita."

*

"Who? Is your brother home?" So did Lila's response when she saw Abhimanyu coming down from the top floor at lunchtime. "When do you come home?"

"Don't Rama come?" timpal Nia spirit.

"No." Abhimanyu smiled, patting the tops of his sisters' heads. "Rama outside the same island Olivia."

"Heeeeeh, why aren't you invited anyway? We are kangen!"

"Well sometime yeah."

Rara smiled at their interaction. Although he had already seen it, somehow it felt like Abhimanyu became more mature. The way he talks is also softer and easier to smile.

"Bi." Rara pulls out a chair for him, hinting Abhimanyu is sitting on the chair opposite Adji's chair. "Sit down, let me take the food."

Abhimanyu according.

Of course Abhimanyu is aware that Rara is trying hard to keep them interacting. He may be unconscious or conscious but choose not to care, but his gaze does not turn away from Abhimanyu.

From the other hand, Juwita signals the children not to invite Abhimanyu much to talk even though they also miss him. The one who misses Abhimanyu the most is Rara, so somehow Abhimanyu will stay, let him take it all.

"Bi, you want some pudding?"

Abhimanyu. "You are."

Rara kept coming along two portions of the pudding, putting it on a table closer to Abhimanyu.

To comfort him, Abhimanyu tasted it even though he did not want to.

"It's not Juwita's pudding" Abhimanyu said. "Not your pudding either, I guess."

Rara grinned. "Yes. Nayla makes it."

"Pait."

"Pake Cetta's taste. But it's delicious. The sugar is reduced and the coco is multiplied."

"Hmm." Abhimanyu smiled. "It'll have you anyway."

Rara smiled happily.

*

Abhimanyu looked at the smile on Rara's lips even as she again slept in her arms. The cold air blowing gently caressed their skin, but Abhimanyu hurriedly pulled the thin blanket from the sofa to protect Rara from being disturbed from her sleep.

"That's so much, '" whispered Abhimanyu, pinching the tip of his nose.

"Egypt?" ask for a voice behind the sofa.

Abhimanyu turned, finding Adji standing by the sliding glass door, holding Lia, his youngest child (for now). Like the habits of Juwita children who women do sleep carried by papa or his brother. Although Abhimanyu was excluded because he was not very familiar with the children of Juwita after Yunia.

"He was content, I guess." Abhimanyu stroked his wife's head. "From a very spoiled morning."

"It doesn't go along."

Well, that's why Abhimanyu didn't complain at all. Until the deadline, he would not be angry with anything Rara was willing to do.

"By the way, Pa ...."

"Hm?"

"The house that I gave Rara is like she didn't use at all."

"Continue?"

Abhimanyu pointed to the vacant land in the Eastern part of this residence. Of course, the land was part of the courtyard of the house. "You don't mind, I want to build a house for Ranaya there."

Adji's house is now like a palace. Even though it was filled with many children and a dozen helpers, there was still very much empty space that might be wasted. But Abhimanyu chose to separate Rara's place.

"If Rara wants to, Papa doesn't mind."

"Later. When I left, Papa asked. Not now."

*

"Son." Juwita took a deep breath, staring deeply at Rara who was in a hurry to make coffee, obviously for Abhimanyu this morning. "Mom's gonna talk about your zarma for a minute."

Rara gnashed. Juwita is rarely serious. "Yes, Mom?"

From the dinner table, Nayla stopped arranging the dishes and turned away, feeling that she would hear something tense. Especially when Juwita stepped closer, stopped right in front of Rara and took the coffee cup in her hand.

Juwita gently placed the cup onto the table, then placed her hands on both of Rara's shoulders.

"I don't think you can" muttered Juwita, no longer able to hold the ringing. "Mother can't see you like this."

Rara's stunned. "Mom, means what—"

"Mom doesn't want to interfere. Don't let you be offended by Mother continuing to leave here because she feels unsupported again." Juwita squeezed the woman's shoulder. "But let you do this too."

"...."

"Divorce with Abhimanyu. Separate well. Your decision is now wrong, Rara."

Rara looked empty until Juwita and Nayla were as tense. They have been silent about Rara's decision not because they support her, but because they are afraid that if Rara feels cornered then finally the woman chooses a foot angle from their lives.

However ....

"I know, Mom." Rara smiled. "I know."

"It's a divorce papers signature. No more fighting for Abi. There's nothing to defend from you, son. Abi already has his own decision and you want to wait a thousand years, if he does not want him will not go home. I'm not saying this let you be sad. Nope. I just—"

"I'm not doing this for Abi anymore, Mom." Rara patted the back of Juwita's hand that was squeezing her shoulder. "I just want to take something that's far more important than the money he sent to Papa. When I'm done I don't wait for him anymore. My business is the same he's done."

"But, sister," Nayla couldn't bear to not chimed in, "that's how you got a kid, you're gonna sign it?"

"No. I don't want a divorce."

"Rara—"

Rara smiled. "I know even if I get divorced, Mom and Dad won't let me go to Mama's house with Papa, or nganggep me a stranger again. But I want to be selfish. Your daughter-in-law's status, I don't want to let go."

"It's the same—"

"No!" Rara unconsciously raised her voice as she knew what Juwita was going to say. "I'm the same Banyu is big brother. It will never change."

Rara pulls Juwita into her arms, only for her to hear Rara's heartbeat.

If she heard the rhythm that was fine to her, she wouldn't think Rara was lying right?

Abhimanyu's determination was already unanimous and Rara did the same. He decided it would be fine if Abhimanyu left his life.